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...strategy, none of the lethargy and sameness of the marches and speeches, a chance to test oneself, a camping trip that maybe, just maybe, had a chance to win. But now, two weeks away from try number two, resignation replaces some of the tingle. Many who camped on Santasoucci's farm in the fall share the feeling--chances are, with all the grappling hooks and all the maps and walkie-talkies and gorp, demonstrators will never hold the reactor; if they do, it will most likely be at a high cost to the anti-nuclear movement and other campaigns...

Author: By William E. Mckibben, | Title: Turning the Other Cheek | 5/13/1980 | See Source »

Monday, 8 a.m. Back on the road to Santasoucci's. As always rumors abound; police, some say, may sweep through the camp. Or maybe...

Author: By James G. Hershberg, | Title: The Occupation That Got Away | 10/10/1979 | See Source »

From Tony Santasoucci's land, though, you can see the fences and the airport-bright lights paling the mist. A man and his dog stand guarding the boundary between the Seabrook nuclear plant and the land, and as you set up tents and tarps in the drizzle, you have to think that maybe it is all going to happen...

Author: By William E. Mckibben, | Title: A Weekend at Seabrook | 10/10/1979 | See Source »

Demonstrators begin to trickle in to Santasoucci's farm Friday afternoon, meeting the organizers who surround the camp. Security and support crews arrange for campsites, make dinner, shuttle passengers in and out, and bar the door to undesirables, which in this case means the press. Inside, the rain is a nearer enemy than the power plant--tents and tarps spring up, some Himalya-proof homes, other makeshift shelters, like the "Poncho Villa" erected by four Harvard students...

Author: By William E. Mckibben, | Title: A Weekend at Seabrook | 10/10/1979 | See Source »

...acting in its capacity as judge of the event, seems to have ruled in your favor. There are lots of pictures of policemen swinging and throwing and macing and sneering, perhaps because a number of reporters were among the victims. You watch the black-and-white set on the Santasoucci's front lawn, and you cheer and hiss at the right moments and make appropriately snide comments, and when the Pope comes on the screen you leave...

Author: By William E. Mckibben, | Title: A Weekend at Seabrook | 10/10/1979 | See Source »

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